Dark Parade
09-11-2014, 12:59 PM
The time had come for her to see her family, to explain why she could not talk and was limping. Although it was most likely healed, the ebony female kept it up, afraid to walk on it due to any pain she may feel. Struggling across to an island, she stopped, unsure why she had came to this island first. It hadn't rained much, but that was enough. The scents had been washed away, and she sat heavily, her blue eyes narrowed in determination to find her mothers and her siblings. But she couldn't, if she didn't know where they were. They had left so suddenly, with no signs of what island they were on. The last she had heard of Fiamette, the woman was the white ghost's little pet; Hestia felt her lips twitching in a snarl at the thought. She herself was nobody's pet, belonging to her and only her. Fiamette had no loyalty to the Sovari family, in her opinion.
Hesitantly, Hestia put her once injured paw on the ground, wincing until she felt no pain, the paw healed. With a shake of her head, she glanced at her vampire bat companion as he landed on her shoulder easily. The two said nothing as Hestia began to walk, hoping to find at least one mother on the island. |
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